November

Sunday was a particularly beautiful fall day here in New England.

The perfect day for us to venture out to one of our favorite walking trails. Every year I take the annual Christmas card photo of the boys in November.

This year we were pretty early, but if anyone knows New England, you know that you can never tell what November weather will bring, so we took advantage of the beautiful day and headed out to take a walk and snap some photos.

Some things looked fuzzy....

and dainty.....

Some leaves even looked like they were lit from behind.

Some plants came home with us....

I found some of these guys attached to my sweater.

Others just waved in the breeze...

or scattered seeds from their milky pods.

Some were bent but still beautiful.

Even the rocks showed their mossy beauty.

In my eyes, even more beautiful than the scenery, were visions of my three favorite men.

My oldest.

My baby.

John stealing a few minutes alone.

Photos for the Christmas card shoot.

Oh there were lots and lots of pictures.

I still look at them and think...how did they grow up so fast?

How is it possible that it seems like just years ago I was singing Beatles songs to them, wrapped up in snuggly blankets, eating peanut butter and honey crackers, while we giggled softly to each other. How?

Now they are on their way to being men.

Slow down time.

Mama needs you to just ease up a bit.